Update from Ecuador:
Hello Muddah,..hello Fadduh
Here I am at Camp La Plata
Camp is boring, we're complaining,
And they say we'll drill for gold when it stops raining.
I went hiking with Al Gerry.
He developed beri- beri.
You remember Leonard Skinner.
He bought a stock that turned into a winner.
All the land has great big craters.
I am bribing regulators.
At the camp fire, stories we're tellin'
Reading the great works of Bobby Yellin.
It is hot here, like the Congo.
To my left is, Mollopongo.
The land is good here, not too shabby,
I hope there is more gold here than in Gaby.
Take me home, oh Muddah, Fadduh
Take me home, I hate La Plata
Don't leave me out here in the forest, where
I look at Alberts' icy glare.
Take me home now, help me maneuver.
I"ll even build that statue in Vancouver.
Oh get me outta here,
I've been here one whole year.
Dearest Fadduh, darling Muddah
Tell my little precious Bruddah
That I should have let my cash
Remain with Scudder.
Wait a minute, theres no more killing
That's the sound of
Diamond drilling.
We have found gold, silver, and zinc.
Muddah, Fadduh, disregard this hyperlink ! |
